The roar of machinery at a construction site in the city center.
Zhenbei wore a safety helmet and was busy dragging and laying steel bars. The sweat soaked his back and left a layer of white salt marks on his back. He curled his lips and cursed the weather. It was very comfortable to work on a cloudy day just now, and soon it was sunny. It was so hot that his cheeks were wet. It's particularly itchy when sweat washes away dust.
The foreman wants to be the boss of Zhou Papi and make every worker work to death. After all, he only makes money when the workers work.
The tower crane mechanically broke down, and the foreman cursed and cursed.
It's good, it's rare to have time to sit down and rest.
It was extremely hot when there was no wind on top of the building, which was more than ten stories high. I grabbed a shady spot in Zhenbei, took off my shoes and gloves, took off my torn helmet and lay down, not wanting to move at all.
Several workers around me were playing on their mobile phones and saw the news about pictures of a dragon falling in Chuangou Village.
"It's fake. You can't make any photos or videos now. The pixels are low if you are far away."
"That's right, there are no dragons in the world."
"My primary school teacher taught me that they are all residual thoughts of feudal superstition. Otherwise, how could the appearance of several animals put together be real? Two days ago, a fool said that his foot was scratched by a dragon while swimming in the river, hahaha~"
"Many great generals in ancient times have slain dragons, probably big snakes and big fish~"
Then there was another burst of teasing, laughing and joking just to relax after work.
Zhenbei held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled bitterly.
"Dragons will only evolve to adapt to survival. They are mighty and ferocious, and meet the needs of fighting. They may hide in rivers or in the streets, and are rarely seen by unlucky people."
"Ancient, mythological and archaeological excavations have existed as long as the ancient gods. The popular gods today are really not as old as dragons in archeology."
Exhale a puff of smoke to blind your eyes.
"Mysterious, the real appearance is different from the rumors. It's not a bull's head or a dog's head. It's completely different from movies and cartoons. It's as powerful as hell. If you really see it, you will probably be scared to death. Slay a dragon? Haha~"
After speaking, he looked up at the sky.
"We don't believe in the existence of anomalies. Just like the ancients didn't believe that there would be airplanes or even mobile phones in the future, our eyes are covered by our knowledge."
"It's also possible that... it's not the same world as ours."
The exhausted Zhenbei will never forget that day when dark clouds overtook the torrential rain, and a white dragon fell from the black clouds, breaking through the clouds and letting in golden sunlight that illuminated the diamond-shaped scales.
In May, there were strong winds and thunderstorms, and a huge white dragon appeared in the sky, with hideous scales and armor, shining brilliantly, reflecting each other with the lightning, and everyone who was destined to see it...
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The ghosts that had been hiding in the underground tombs for countless years were wiped out.
It's very frustrating. According to the normal development of the story, it should be very powerful. Then by coincidence, a treasure hunting team formed by several young people came underground, met the ghost, and fought bravely with the help of the black donkey's hooves or the blood from the tip of the tongue of the talisman. A hard battle was performed. The power of brotherhood and love.
In the end, several young people put aside their old grudges and worked together to eliminate the ghosts and obtain treasures and antiques.
However, things are unpredictable.
After being studied by a dragon from another time and space, it couldn't even express the horror it should have. Unable to withstand the pressure of the strong energy and blood, it was scattered and destroyed.
Not every thing you do will be earth-shattering, most of it is ordinary and ordinary life.
Bai Yujun stood in front of the stone gate of the tomb and hesitated.
After all, it is an antique stone door that is hundreds of thousands of years old. It seems not good to just tear it up. What if the archaeological team feels that this stone door has historical value and can be studied. It is wrong to destroy other people's hard work.
It's not difficult, it's simple.
"The most powerful secret book of all time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"
"The groundhog's magical ability to dig holes! Haha~!"
His little fingernails turned into sharp claws, and he squatted down, pointed at the bottom of the stone door, and dug back into the dirt...
A certain person's eyes glowed red, and a certain Bai dug up the floor tiles at a very fast speed and sank to disappear. He saw dirt flying out of the deep pit, and in a short time he got to the other side of the stone door.
Climb out of the hole and clap your little hands.
"In the future, if you have no money, you can dig tunnels for humans to make money."
Bai Yujun wants to find anomalies in the mausoleum. Long is good at looking at qi and fortune. When he saw Director Li before, he suddenly had an idea to predict his fate. There is something here that is destined to him, which is related to his future and destiny.
Moubai sacrificed a lot in order to transform into a dragon and continue to survive. He endured humiliation, forced a smile, and eked out an ignoble existence, which was full of hardships.
Since there is a chance that it can increase the chance of transforming into a dragon, Bai Yujun seems to be silly and happy, but in fact he is a madman and will do anything to survive!
According to the direction, it is estimated that it has extended to the mountain behind the old city, and the tomb space is huge.
I stood at the door and thought for a while.
Find the legendary southeast corner, put the bright flashlight upward, and use it as a candle waiting to be blown out.
There is no other way. Conditions do not permit the use of flashlights. The air in the secret room has not circulated for countless years and it is impossible to light a fire. Don't think that you can get in and pose by digging through the tomb. You will be poisoned if you don't want to be suffocated.
If there really is a ghost, I'm afraid the flashlight will piss me off again...
Pull out the white paper umbrella that serves as a hairpin from your hair, open it, and let go. The paper umbrella slowly rotates and floats upward.
The beautiful white jade-like paper umbrella emits fluorescent light to illuminate the gloomy and dark tomb, dissipating the yin energy and purifying toxic substances. It is beautiful, indifferent and romantic, and illuminates the underground palace.
It would be great if the orb was there, so you could play with it suspended between the dragon horns.
"Ouch~ Such a big grave bag~"
In ancient times, some powerful people were determined to continue enjoying a decadent life after death. They built huge mausoleums. There was a large space in the mountainside in front of them. There was a small mansion with large porches, bridges, pavilions, pavilions and rockeries. There were also some rooms around it. There were no ghosts. Seeing that, it is estimated that only one lunatic will survive in the end.
There is no brazier burning in the wind, and no zombies welcoming you warmly.
Turn off the music on your phone and walk leisurely to the stone gate.
Raise your hand and knock on the door.
Bang bang bang~
"Hey~ Is there a ghost at home?"
Dead silence, silence, no one likes to be visited by a terrifying dragon, and the same is true for ghosts.
With a gentle push, the courtyard door of the mansion was pushed open. The door plaque may have fallen out due to the passage of time, and it was about to hit the snow-white palm and the long dragon horn...
As soon as it was said, a certain white waist twisted his body and stretched out his little hands at the same time!
Narrowly missing the plaque...
The ancient tomb was silent. Bai Bai bent back and held the ancient plaque carefully to prevent it from being damaged. The dragon's horns were extremely hard, and any plaque would definitely break if touched.
This thing has great archaeological value, and it will make those old men feel distressed if it breaks down.
"Huh~"
He breathed a sigh of relief and gently placed the plaque next to him.
He should jump over the wall and enter the courtyard. For some reason, Bai Yujun suddenly remembered that there was such a crisp bamboo forest, a clear spring, an old man, a boy, and a snake in the shabby Zhuquan Temple. Accidents often happened at the broken door of Zhuquan Temple. He once smashed a horse thief leader to death, which can be called the door of destiny.
Shake your head and walk into the courtyard, and then visit Zhuquan Temple when you return to the world that was originally supposed to exist.
The white paper umbrella also wanted to get in from the porch, but because Bai only opened the door half way, he couldn't get in. He floated anxiously for a long time and suddenly accelerated to carry the bricks and stones through!
Bai Yujun turned around and saw that the plaque that had just been placed aside was hit by flying bricks and shattered...
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